"Hi, I'm Brian May"

Unexpected News

Saturday, 22nd November 1969

Lucy POV- I woke with a splitting headache. I looked over to Brian, who was still snoring. I felt slightly cooler than usual which was strange. Then it hit me, I was naked :O Suddenly, I felt a huge rush of nausea come over me. Because I was naked, I grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped it around me and ran toward the bathroom. Brian was obviously wrapped up in the sheet and rolled out onto the floor when I'd pulled on it. I threw up multiple times into the toilet and I heard Brian at the bathroom door. He came in and said

"Hangover, Eh?" I looked up at him and he was also stark naked.

"God, Bri, get some clothes on! " I exclaimed before I threw up again. I stood up and asked him

"What even happened last night?" Brian shrugged and said he didn't know because of the amount of alcohol he consumed.

"Did we.. yanno.." I asked

"Well, considering we both woke up naked after being completely smashed.. probably." he said, walking towards me. I flushed the sick away and re-wrapped the sheet around me. Brian grabbed the nearest towel and wrapped it round his waist. We walked back to our bedroom and sat on the side of the bed. Brian put his arm around me and said

"I love you, You know that?"

"Aw, Bri I love you too!" I said, wrapping my arms around his body. Brian kissed the top of my head and reached to get some underwear out of the bedside drawer. He stood up and threw the towel across the room.

"Brian, your arse is lovely, but I'm not absolutely desperate to see it" I said, giggling

"That's not what you said last night " He said, winking at me. Cheeky bugger. I glared at him. I told Brian that I was going to take something for my hangover, as it wasn't going anytime soon. I went downstairs and had an aspirin. 10 minutes later, Brian came down smelling less of of alcohol and more of body wash. His hair was also wet. He was wearing a black button down shirt and a pair of casual trousers.

"Had a nice shower did we?" I asked. He walked over and replied with;

"Yeah, very nice thanks.. Are you okay? you look a bit green?." I told him that I didn't feel great, which I didn't and he told me to go back to bed and try and sleep. I walked into our room and snuggled under the new sheet that Brian had obviously changed. I put the light out and fell asleep.

Brian POV- Okay, Operation-tidy up-flat-for-sick-hungover-girlfriend is go! I brought her boxes into the living area and started to unpack the first one. I that first box there was lots of framed photos of Lucy when she was younger with friends and family etc. I put them on on the mantelpiece and on the bookshelf. The next box was FILLED with records. There were lots of Beatles ones because if you knew Lucy well enough, you'd know she fancies Paul McCartney and she has all the records the Beatles ever released! I put them in the record stand by the record player. The next one was lots of celebrity magazines.. All with the Beatles on the front. I put that box in the cupboard full of junk. (Admit it, we all have one). I found the boxes of clothes next. We'd agreed that Lucy'd keep her clothes in the spare room until we had made enough space for the extra drawers and stuff. I took the boxes into the spare room and began to unpack them. I put her underwear and socks in the top drawer, Her shirts/cardigans/jumpers in the next one down and I put her skirts and trousers in the last one. Then I hung her dresses and jackets up in the cupboard. There wasn't any more boxes left, just a bag of.. Toiletries. Oh. I took the bag into the bathroom and started to unpack it. I brought out a red toothbrush and some toothpaste. I picked out her shampoo and shower gel and a bottle labelled 'conditioner'.. Dunno what that is.. And oh. Tampons. Kay, those can go under the sink. I also put her shower stuff in the bath tray. The bag was now empty. I scrunched it up and put it in the bin. I then went into the Kitchen and tidied it up. An hour later, when I was satisfied, I sat down on the sofa and rolled into a daydream. I started dreaming about my future with Lucy and if we ever have any kids or not. I was still staring into space when I felt something tapping my face. I looked up to see Lucy standing there.

"Brian! You cleaned!" She exclaimed.

"Yes. Yes I did. You look better.. Do you feel better Love?" I ask her. She nods and Kisses my cheek.

Monday, 24th November 1969

Lucy Pov- Today is Monday. Time for college. I felt a huge wave of sickness over me and I dashed off to the bathroom. Yet again, I was sick into the toilet. This happened yesterday too. I heard the footsteps of Brian.

"Oh my darling! Are you okay?" I nodded. I flush away the sick and go over to Brian. I cuddle into him. Then he tells me that I have to go back to bed. So I did.

When I woke up it was 11:30 am and I felt much better. I decided to have a shower. Once I was dried and dressed, I decided to walk to Ella's café. It was twenty past twelve when I arrived. I walked into the empty cafe and saw El.

"Luce! Hey!" she said as she ran over and hugged me. Then she asked me if I was okay. I said I'd buy her a coffee and we'd talk. She insisted I didn't, but this time I won. I paid for our coffee and sat down at a table.

"So, you and Brian.. How's that one going?" she asked.

"um, well we moved in two days ago and we got really drunk and I've been sick for the past 3 mornings" she frowned and said;

"maybe you're pregnant". That hit me like a ton of bricks. What if I am pregnant! I'm only 22! What would Brian say? Oh god.

"well.... I cant be.. Me and Brian only done it twice and both times he boxed his tool. And " I said, panicking slightly.

"Didn't you not say you guys got really drunk? Maybe Brian forgot to 'box his tool' " Ella said. That's right.. "We got drunk and maybe he forgot. But surely, I can't be pregnant. At least not yet." I said. "Look, you said you did it twice, yeah? Well maybe the first time you did it, one of those little guys.. Escaped. After all, it only takes one." At that point, El told me that I looked pale and slightly green. I nodded and the tears started running down my face. El came over and hugged me.

"Right, I'm taking you to the doctors now so that you know for sure" she said. I nodded.

2 hours later

I was sat in the doctors office with El. The doctor came in, papers in hand. She sat down and said "There's no easy way to say this, but.. You're pregnant". The words spilled out of her mouth. I broke down crying onto El's shoulder. The doctor suggested that I tell the dad as soon as possible. I nodded. I thanked the doctor and left. I asked El if she would come back to my apartment so she could help me figure out how to tell Brian. She agreed. I was walking back to our flat when a bloke with lots of curls ran across the road in front of us. It was Brian. He said hi to El and then El went down the street after saying goodbye and I turned to Brian.

"We need to talk. Its important" I said. We walked inside. I slumped on the sofa and Brian did the same. I'm really nervous of his reaction.

" I was at the doctors today Brian.. And..I'm.. Pregnant.." I was waiting for him to go insane. But he didn't. He started smiling really big. Then he got me in a bone crushing hug. He then put his hand on my stomach and started talking to it.

"Hi there little baby, it's your daddy speaking. I can't wait for you to get here in 9 months or so. Because i will love you so much and if you're a girl, you'll be my little princess and if you're a boy, I'm sorry because I can't play football, only guitar but no matter what, I will love you" He said. Then I started crying.

"That was beautiful Bri" I said. Later that evening, I heard Brian on the phone to his mum I guess.. I heard a bit of the usual

"Yes mum, We are ready for this" and the rest of it. Brian's mum is really kind and considerate. I've met her a few times and we got on really, Quite well. I was quite worried about telling my own parents. Well, my mum. Brian came back through and said his mum is VERY excited to be a granny.

"Well that's good. I'm worried about telling my dad, mostly. I hope my mum will be quite supportive, but my dad.. Not so much. He's likely to want to chat with you" I said. Brian cringed a bit. I chuckled and kissed his head. Then i cuddled in to him. I love cuddling Brian because he's that little bit taller than me and he smells good. Also, you can play with his hair if you're sitting down. That night, I fell asleep, cuddled up to my tall, cosy boyfriend (and the father of my unborn child). I honestly couldn't be happier.